"Come on boys, chop chop, it's a new day, get up!" a guard's voice echos. Wesson groans as he opens his eyes, but couldn't see anything from the morning sunshine coming from a unkept window in the left corner of the small room. Wesson rubbed his eyes gently with both hands to try to get his vision. As soon as he could see, he realized a guard was leaning forward, looking at him. Wesson slightly flinched at the sight. "Wesson, in this facility, we don't lay around lazily, we get up on time, do you understand me!?" the guard spat at Wesson's face. "Yes sir" Wesson replies, watching the guard leave the room, slamming the metal door behind him. Wesson groans quietly as he looks around at the empty beds. He really was slacking. All his other roommates were already up and going. Wesson gets up and sits on the side of his bed, inhaling deeply whilst stretching his legs out. He let's out a slight yawn and gets up, walking over to the bathroom he shared with 2 other boys. He extended his right hand out, turning the cold water on. Wesson bent down and cupped some of the icy water in his hands, bringing it up to his face. He grabbed his light blue toothbrush out of the red plastic cup sitting on the left side of the sink. After brushing his teeth, he stumbled back to his bed, putting on his black sweatpants and white shirt. It was the facilities so said "uniform" Wesson walked out his shared room, out to the canteen where everyone spent most of their time.
Let's see what our main characters are doing shall we? Well, Wesson was walking over to the breakfast bar to get his horrible food that they serve at the facility. Well, maybe that was because literal demons took over the souls of the people working there. Slater was sitting alone at a small table in the far back. Slater was a very mysterious boy. No-one really talks to him, since he got badly bullied in school. Slater has that kinda creepy vibe to him ya know. Naomi was sitting with a few girls, probably talking about math and stuff since Naomi was really into studying. And then there is Milan. She was sitting with a bunch of people because Milan is probably one of the biggest social butterflies ever. She loves talking to new people and she could blab on about this and that forever.
Wesson took his food and strolled over to the table where two boys sat. They were Wesson's roommates, Harvey and Jake, so they got along well. "Hey bro" Jake said dapping him up, Harvey doing the same. "So how did it go with that guard, he seemed pretty angry" Harvey said, laughing and taking another mouthful of his breakfast. Wesson chuckled, looking down for a second. "He was just shouting in my face for not being up on time, it's happened before" he says, shrugging it off. "I wish all of this never happened, its barely makes any sense either, demons taking over bodies, yeah in movies I watched at 7th grade sleepovers" Jake says making Harvey and Wesson laugh. Slater overheard them. "Those boys don't even know what's out there, stupid boys" Slater whispers under his breath. "I wonder what our parents are up to since dEmOnS tOoK oVeR tHeIr BoDiEs" Wesson says, messing around at the last bit. "My dad is deffo drinking still" Jake says, making the others laugh again. Jake was the jokester of the group. "Can't have any peace and quiet around here can we" Slater says under his breath, watching Wesson, Harvey and Jake alone from his table in the far corner.
"Look at that creepy guy Slater or whatever his name is" Harvey whispers to the other two, motioning his head slightly in the direction of Slater. "Yeah, he creeps me out, he's no help either, he isn't even trying to have a good time" Wesson whispers, glancing at Slater. "Can't blame him really, this place is hell" Harvey whispers, sighing. "All right, time to pick out 3 of you" a guard says, entering the canteen. Basically, everyday, 3 people are chosen to go and get an "injection that keeps you immune from the demon" Slater doesn't believe it. He believes that they are hurting us with that injection, since every 3 people who leave, never return. The guards obviously make up an excuse for that. "Today we have Max, Emily and Jess," the guard says. Slater looks at the 3 people one more time, knowing he won't see them every again. "Breakfast time is over, you may go to the bathroom, if not, please return back to your rooms. Milan, Naomi and all the others entered their rooms, leaving Wesson, Harvey, Jake and lastly Slater all alone in the canteen. Slater pushes his chair back, making his way to the bathroom.
Wesson motions his head to Harvey and Jake, indicating that they should follow him. Slater enters the boys' bathroom, the 3 roommates following him stealthily. Slater extends his left arm, turning on the hot water. The the unexpected happened, he extended both of his arms out and slowly, levitated a blob of water. Jake opened his mouth wide, almost letting out a sound, but Wesson gently punched his fingers in his side. Slater closed the water, looking up at the mirror. The three boys rushed out the bathroom and speed walked to the room closing the door behind them. They all sighed plopping on their beds. "What the hell was that? Jake asked. "I don't know" Harvey responds. "Rhetorical question dumbass" Jake said, dissapointed in his friend's lack of common sense. A scratching sound was coming from the door so all 3 boys turned their heads. Slater stood there, staring. They all flinched as Slater walked away from their bedroom door.
"Honestly, what is wrong with that guy? He's so creepy" Harvey says. "Anyways, back to all that levitating water thingy" Jake said, tapping his right foot. "Maybe it was a skill he learnt?" Harvey said. "He was making water levitate, with his hands, without touching it, that's not a skill you can learn dipstick" Wesson says. "Maybe he's got powers?" Harvey suggests. "Finally one smart thing you've said today" Jake says. "Stay on track Jake...powers...how is that even possible?" Wesson asks, with a confused look on his face. "I don't know, but we can't confront him about this, he is way too creepy" Jake says. "So we never speak of this again, deal?" Wesson says. "Deal" the two other boys say as they put all 3 hands together, throwing them up in the air, laughing.